Chapter 1733

Winter capital.

Outside the Lianggong family manor, there is a mess.

The blood of the whole place, the groans of pain everywhere.

However, in this mess, there is a thin figure standing with a smile.

There are more beautiful people around, beautiful as a picture.

These two people, of course, are ye fan and Lianggong yingyue.

"Are you the Chinese in the intermediary's mouth?"

"You did all this?"

After the hill appeared, he saw the mess in front of him and frowned slightly.

But soon, it also stretched out.

Look at Ye Fan's eyes, full of contempt and indifference.

It seems that, in his eyes, Ye Fan is just a trivial ant, who can be crushed to death at will.

"Otherwise?"

"Do you think the girl next to me did it?"

Ye Fan said faintly.

There is a bit of teasing in the words.

Yes, it's teasing!

What Shankou group, what Sanhe consortium, actually did not enter Ye Fan's eyes.

In the face of real power, wealth and power are illusory.

As long as ye fan is willing, he can step down with one foot.

Standing in the void, mountains, rivers and earth can not be relied on, only strength can be relied on, only strength is eternal!

Only strength is the eternal essence!

"In that case, tell me, how do you want to die?"

The indifferent voice of the cave mountain continued to ring, and the tone of no emotion was like talking to a corpse.

Ye Fan shook his head: "this sentence, just that called Nomura Ichiro, also asked me."

"I just don't know if he is still angry or dead."

Ye Fan faintly smiles.

After hearing this, Lianggong yingyue next to him couldn't help it for a while, and chuckled directly.

I thought my master was so bad.

If it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that ye fan would have been angry to death.

Sure enough, under Ye Fan's repeated provocations, even though he has experienced the vicissitudes of life, a pair of old eyes also unconsciously cooled down.

On the old face, suddenly appeared a few silk cold.

"Chinese, I gave you a chance."

"But you don't know how to cherish it."

"In that case, I'm not to blame."

Whoosh ~

the moment the words fell, the old man in front of him was a pair of eyebrows and eyes, suddenly cold.

The next moment, just listen to a stab, a ninja knife suddenly scabbard!

Forest white light, like a ghost flash past.

With both hands holding a knife and stepping on the earth, he walked a hundred steps between the counting and cutting towards Ye Fan angrily.

"Ninja?"

Ye Fan saw this, chuckled and shook his head.

"Still, it's far from it."

Between the sneer, Ye Fan also immediately stepped out.

He stretched out one hand and grasped it out of thin air.

As if grasping the light, it seems to grasp the electricity.

At the next moment, he held his finger like a knife and drew a stroke on the sky!

The two sides suddenly collided.

Their bodies, like lightning, crisscross each other.

After that, everything goes to silence.

It is like the instantaneous transformation between extreme motion and extreme stillness. Here, only the sound of the wind is left, and the vegetation is boundless.

After counting the rest, he heard a clang, and a figure fell down.

The battle starts quickly and ends quickly!

After a blow, everything is over.

In the hall.

The banquet was still going on.

Everybody pushes the cup to change the cup, talks and laughs.

But Miyamoto agency is from time to time to look out a few eyes, to see whether the mountain cave back.

"Don't worry, grandfather."

"I've heard that Koyama is a Ninja

"At that time, no one was able to compete with Dongjing underground boxing ground."

"What's more, he's not only good at boxing, but also extremely good at ninja."